"I am proud that night after night and album after album, a mass of humanity I now refer to lovingly as the pop underground, come together and sing. Whether it's in theaters and concert venues around the world, in the privacy of our own homes or the constantly shifting landscape of social media, we are a scrappy tribe and we stand for something: Music that is found, shared and cared for despite access to traditional outlets; music that lives virally and through word of mouth; music that tells a story that people want to retell." - Andrew McMahon
As a matter of practice for several years now I have commonly documented my day to day in a handful of forms. Obviously in songs, but also through journaling and keeping home movies as well. Its fairly rare, but sometimes I'll use garage (mac's nifty little recording program) or my cell phone answering machine to leave little audio journals, Again these installations are usually about the mundane details of the every day. A week or two ago on a day off from the farther from earth tour I discovered this recording I made in the middle of a recent and grueling string of international tour dates. So, with a day off and an excess of time in a one motel town a cut together a loop from my garage band with the more lyrical parts of my previous rant. I liked it's bizarro nature and how it became a little song along the way. It's nothing special but it was a fun little project and figured I might as well share it. Be well, A.
[Transcription of audio clip: "...I just got out of the shower...It's the, uh, second of March... Packing my bag as we speak...Going to Germany, I'm stopping in New York on the way...Thoughts banging around in my head...Deconstructing...When you make it, it forces you to constantly...Asking questions..."]